Chapter 939: Chapter 437: Doesn’t Anyone Think 240Hz Is Still Too Low? (Part 3)

The instructor’s car had already returned, and the driving test system’s prompt brought Yu Jian’an’s beautiful fantasy about Lin Li’s class back to reality.

"Come on, Brother Cheng! Pass the third section for me today!" Yu Jian’an cheered Brother Cheng on.

"Okay, Coach!" Brother Cheng nodded, pretended to down a shot of juice like he was drinking alcohol, then handed it over to the coach temporarily, and walked toward the instructor’s car with bravado.

He took a deep breath, opened the car door, and sat in the driver’s seat.

Come on, Brother Cheng!

Brother Cheng looked at the examiner in the passenger seat and found that the examiner was also looking at him.

The examiner, ready to judge friend or foe: "Are you Yu..."

Brother Cheng: "Greetings, corrupt official."

The examiner immediately shut his mouth.

Haha, no need to ask anymore.

This kid is definitely Yu Jian’an’s student!!!

Yu——! Jian——! An——!

By noon, we must have sea cucumber, braised yellow croaker, bird’s nest, and beef tendon and more!!

If you don’t treat us, I’ll hang myself at the gate of your driving school!!

...

Outside the hallway of the Section Four test venue.

A batch of exams was going on, but there weren’t really many people in the venue—anyone who spends a full 45 minutes on this exam is a genius.

Lin Li was also too lazy to do such meaningless review in the hallway.

Instead of studying the fourth section of the driving test, it’s better to study League of Legends’ fourth section.

Fucker-VS-Bin!

He shared his morning insights with Chen Yu Ying, not daring to go into too much detail, worried that one day Chen Yu Ying would be like Wu Min and forbid him from talking about their relationship outside.

Soon, it was time for the next Section Four exam to start.

"Teacher, can I go in?"

"Yes, take out your phone and ID card and temporarily put them here; you can pick them up after the test."

"There are no fixed seats; you can choose one to sit in, but don’t sit at those few machines." After Lin Li handed over his phone as requested, the exam proctor pointed to a few machines and indicated to Lin Li:

"The computer configuration in the driving school’s lab isn’t good, and those few in particular are extremely slow, so don’t use them."

"Also, during the test, if you experience lag, don’t panic, just raise your hand to signal to me and this exam proctor, and we will help you solve the problem."

"Okay, Teacher," Lin Li nodded, then considering that he was still part of the driving school, he reminded: "However, Teacher, why don’t you try painting the computers black? Maybe they’ll run a bit faster."

"Why would painting them black make them faster?" the exam proctor asked in surprise.

"Because of racial talent."

"Racial—"

Realizing the implication, the exam proctor swallowed his instinctive retort and found it increasingly difficult to maintain a smile with Lin Li.

This damn student.

So what’s next—suggesting we attach whips to the fan blades so the black computers will work harder?

The exam proctor had reason to believe that the next time they meet, it will probably be because this student had gotten 24 points deducted and needed to retake Section Four, likely due to hitting Black people.

But actually, Lin Li’s understanding wasn’t wrong.

Everyone’s probably hit, smacked, and banged on a remote, computer, or TV trying to make it work again, right? This means electronic devices can be treated like Black people.

Seeing the exam proctor’s silence, Lin Li thought for a moment and offered another idea: "Teacher, if that’s not possible, I have another plan."

"If there’s nothing unexpected, the monitors in the lab are 60 Hz, right? Teacher, don’t you think this refresh rate is too low?"

"And your microphones here, even the most basic ones, surely have 16,000 Hz, so... why don’t you use microphones as monitors?"

Lin Li raised his eyebrows.

Wouldn’t that be much smoother?

Exam proctor: "..."

"Your suggestion is very good, we’ll consider it, but why don’t you go and take your test first and think about this later." The exam proctor smiled.

"Okay, Teacher."

Having successfully tormented another bystander, Lin Li felt quite satisfied.

He casually picked a recommended spot, sat down, and waited for the test to start.

Although Lin Li was doing the questions very leisurely, even so, within just five minutes of starting, he completed all the questions.

Naturally, they were all correct.

Looking at the congratulatory settlement screen, Lin Li gave a slight smile.

After more than a month’s effort, he finally obtained his driver’s license.

He stood up and took his phone back from the somewhat strange-eyed exam proctor, ready to head home and prepare for the preliminary school competition in the afternoon.

Lin Li walked out the door and, seeing a "familiar face," raised an eyebrow and waved in slight surprise: "Brother Cheng?"

And at the door, Little Cheng waiting was also pleasantly surprised to see Lin Li: "Bro!"

"Did you pass Section Three?" Lin Li asked with a smile.

"Sure did!" Little Cheng nodded somewhat excitedly. Originally, after failing five times, Yu Jian’an had even called him "Section Three Five-Times Lang," but he finally passed today.

"Bro! Thank you so much! Without you, I definitely wouldn’t have passed! Your profound meaning has been conveyed to me by Coach!" Little Cheng thanked Lin Li.

Lin Li scratched his head.

Profound meaning? What profound meaning?

"Congratulations, congratulations." But not bothering to ask further, Lin Li just smiled in response.

"Bro, did you pass Section Four?"

"Passed."

"Then congrats, congrats! Bro, if you’re not in a hurry, come join us for lunch at noon, my treat, just to celebrate us finally getting our driver’s licenses!" Little Cheng immediately invited Lin Li, then quickly explained his premature champagne popping:

"I’ve got Section Four well under control, I won’t be nervous during the online test, I passed Section One in one go, and I’m confident there’ll be no problem with Section Four either!"

"Oh, Bro, don’t be afraid of feeling awkward, I also invited Coach and the corrupt official, it’s not just the two of us!"

"Congratulations in advance, but I’ll pass on the meal, I’ll have lunch at home," naturally showing no interest in the gathering, Lin Li smiled and waved his hand, "No need for you to go out of your way."

"What’s there to go out of the way for! I’m happy!" Little Cheng waved his hands repeatedly, showing that it really didn’t matter:

"I’ve told the coach and the corrupt official already! Order whatever you like at noon!"

Then, as if finding Lin Li’s words too amusing, he couldn’t help but add with a laugh:

"It’s just a meal, how much could it cost? No way it could be going out of the way."